Inside many of us
is a small old man
who wants to get out.
No bigger than a two-year-old
...
Just once I knew what life was for.
In Boston, quite suddenly, I understood;
walked there along the Charles River,
...
Take away your knowledge, Doktor.
It doesn't butter me up.
...
Husband,
last night I dreamt
they cut off your hands and feet.
...
I am torn in two
but I will conquer myself.
I will dig up the pride.
I will take scissors
...
I am in a crate, the crate that was ours,
full of white shirts and salad greens,
the icebox knocking at our delectable knocks,
...
A prayer
O Mary, fragile mother,
hear me, hear me now
although I do not know your words.
...
Here,
in the room of my life
the objects keep changing.
Ashtrays to cry into,
...
I was wrapped in black
fur and white fur and
you undid me and then
you placed me in gold light
...